Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 871 Three Yin Weaving a Net
Jiang Ping'an realized what was happening and immediately dragged Yang Jishan out of the courtyard.

At this point, he didn't know whether Yang Jishan was dead or alive; he only knew that he was taking Yang Jishan and running away.

"Ba Ye!"

Just as he stepped outside, he saw Yang Cheng'an's chest pierced by the black-robed cultivator's flying sword.

Yang Cheng'an coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with despair.

"Heh heh~~ How dare a mere ant-like martial artist attack a celestial cultivator? He's courting death!"

The black-robed cultivator said coldly, then he took the storage bag from Yang Cheng'an's waist, examined it briefly, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

Not only were all the magical artifacts he had just sold still there, but there were also tens of thousands of spirit stones in his storage bag.

He was right; this weapon-refining workshop was indeed rolling in money.

Just as he was feeling pleased, a long spear suddenly thrust downwards, piercing the black-robed cultivator's abdomen with a soft thud, the spearhead emerging from his back.

Yang Cheng'an, whose eyes had been dull, now had bright eyes.

"Ah~~"

The black-robed cultivator screamed in agony as his surging magical power erupted, sending Yang Cheng'an flying.

Yang Chengan crashed into the courtyard wall with a loud thud, collapsing the bluestone wall.

However, Yang Chengan dared not linger. Before he could even regain his footing, he darted away like a cheetah into the distance.

That shot inflicted considerable injury on the black-robed cultivator, but it might not necessarily kill him.

He was also seriously injured. The black-robed cultivator's flying sword had pierced through his chest, leaving a two-finger-wide hole, and even a piece of his heart was missing.

In this situation, an ordinary Tiangang stage martial artist would have already died, but Yang Cheng'an was able to persevere because he had mastered the Wood Transformation Body Nourishing Technique.

Jiang Ping'an didn't know where he had taken Yang Jishan. At this moment, Yang Cheng'an didn't care about them. He quickly disappeared into the dilapidated shantytown and found an empty thatched hut where he lay down on the ground.

His injuries were too severe, so he had to use the Wood Transformation Body Nourishing Technique to heal them.

The Wood Transformation Method involves transforming one's body into wood to nourish the body and heal injuries. As long as one is not immediately killed, one can gain a glimmer of hope.

Yang Cheng'an entered a state of transforming his body into wood. His mind relaxed, and he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, falling into a coma.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ping'an also carried Yang Jishan into the shantytown.

Because the shantytown is where cultivators and martial artists from the lower classes live, the environment here is the most complex, and it is not far from the Yang family's weapon-refining workshop.

In simple terms, the shantytown is the poor area of ​​Lianxin Valley. Most of the houses here are wooden sheds or adobe houses, and they are dirty and messy, no different from the poor areas of ordinary cities.

Logically speaking, neither cultivators nor martial artists should live in such hardship, but this is Lotus Heart Valley, a market town for immortal cultivators, where martial artists and cultivators in the early stages of Qi Refining are at the very bottom.

Jiang Ping'an carried Yang Jishan into a dilapidated mud-brick house. As soon as he entered, he saw a sword beam shooting towards him.

"Wait, I'm not a bad person!" Jiang Ping'an quickly said.

The sword's edge stopped abruptly, and in the dimly lit room stood a pale-faced woman.

The woman was not old, at most in her early twenties. It wasn't because she had some kind of magic for preserving her youth, but because she really was only in her early twenties.

"Get out!" the woman snapped nervously.

"Immortal Master, please let us hide!" Jiang Ping'an pleaded.

The woman scrutinized Jiang Ping'an, then looked at Yang Jishan on Jiang Ping'an's back. "Are you from Yang's Weapon Refining Workshop?"

"Does the Immortal Master know us?" Jiang Ping'an's eyes lit up as he asked.

"I've met you!" The woman sheathed her sword, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Come in!"

The outside was still chaotic, but the shantytown was relatively quiet. Given how poor the place was, those black-robed cultivators probably wouldn't even look at it.

Of course, just because it is like this now doesn't mean it will be like this in the future.

If those black-robed cultivators were only after looting, they should have retreated quickly. But if their goal was to occupy Lotus Heart Valley, then the shantytown would not be able to escape this calamity either.

The woman helped Jiang Ping'an carry Yang Jishan to the earthen bed in the room and checked his injuries.

"His injuries are very serious; I'm afraid he won't survive!" the woman said.

Jiang Ping'an's face turned pale. "Please, Immortal Master, save my life!"

"It's not that I don't want to save him, it's just that I have no other choice. He must have been burned by poisonous fire. The burns on his body aren't too severe, but he has accumulated a lot of fire poison in his body. Unless there is a high-grade antidote pill, there is no way to save him!" the woman said.

Jiang Ping'an was taken aback, "A top-grade antidote!"

He quickly searched his storage bag and soon took out a porcelain bottle, poured out the pills inside, and stuffed them into Yang Jishan's mouth.

The woman looked at Jiang Ping'an in surprise, then noticed that Jiang Ping'an and Yang Jishan had several storage bags on them.

A strange look appeared on her face, but she quickly let out a silent sigh.

She had just been tempted by greed, but she suppressed it.

"Do you have any Wood Spirit Pills?" the woman asked.

"Yes!" Jiang Ping'an rummaged through his storage bag again and handed her a bottle of pills.

The woman took out the Wood Spirit Pills and stuffed them into Yang Jishan's mouth one after another.

"The Wood Spirit Pill contains pure wood-attribute spiritual energy. Although it cannot detoxify, it can enhance his body's vitality and improve his resistance to poison!"

She explained in a low voice.

Jiang Ping'an nodded repeatedly. In fact, he didn't know whether what the woman said was true or false, but he had no other choice but to believe the woman in front of him.

The turmoil outside continues, and the fighting is becoming increasingly chaotic and violent, even spreading to the shantytowns.

"My name is Xia Yunshu, a cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining!" Xia Yunshu introduced herself.

"Jiang Ping'an greets Immortal Master Xia!" Jiang Ping'an replied hastily.

"Your surname isn't Yang?" Xia Yunshu asked in confusion.

Shouldn't everyone at Yang's Weapon Refining Workshop be surnamed Yang?

Jiang Ping'an was still worried about Yang Jishan, and casually said, "My great-grandmother's surname is Yang!"

"So that's how it is!" Xia Yunshu roughly understood.

She mistook the Yang family for a family of cultivators and even thought Jiang Ping'an's surname was Yang.

As the two were talking, Yang Jishan slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Jishan, Brother Jishan!" Jiang Ping'an called out.

Yang Jishan snapped out of his daze, "Where's Eighth Master?"

"I don't know!" Jiang Ping'an said bitterly.

Yang Jishan tried to sit up, but the fire poison in his body had not been completely cleared, and he felt a burning pain all over his body.

"You should lie down first and not circulate your true energy, otherwise the fire poison in your body will spread throughout your body again!" Xia Yunshu said.

"Who are you?" Yang Jishan narrowed his eyes, revealing a wary expression.

"Xia Yunshu, a mere rogue cultivator!"

"Brother Jishan, she saved you just now!" Jiang Ping'an explained.

"Thank you!"

"Need not!"

"What's going on now?" Yang Jishan looked out the window, and through the wooden window lattice he could hear the commotion outside.

"I don't know!" Xia Yunshu's expression was very unpleasant. "Do you have any other members of your tribe?"

She looked at Yang Jishan hopefully. Although she wasn't entirely clear about the situation outside, she knew it couldn't be good. She needed help right now, preferably someone to help her escape Lotus Heart Valley.

Yang Jishan looked at Jiang Ping'an, who shook his head slightly and said dejectedly, "We can't contact anyone else right now!"

Without the Jade Token, they could not return to the Spirit Source Land, nor could they contact anyone else. Normally, they might have been able to find the Secret Martial Guard's spies in Lotus Heart Valley, but in this situation, they dared not go out to look for anyone.

Xia Yunshu was somewhat disappointed. "This is not a place to stay for long. We'd better leave as soon as possible!"

"Can we leave?" Yang Jishan asked.

"The moment the protective formation is breached will be our best chance to escape!" Xia Yunshu said in a low voice.

After a moment's thought, Yang Jishan said, "Ping An, help me up!"

He regained some strength, but his body still burned with pain.

"Master Xia, please take us with you! If we can escape, I will reward you handsomely!" he said in a deep voice.

Although he was not a cultivator, he was quite wealthy, certainly more so than Xia Yunshu, a low-level cultivator.

Xia Yunshu did not refuse and said, "Come with me!"

She also wanted to find some companions to escape with. Although Yang Jishan and Jiang Ping'an seemed like a burden, they could at least give her a little courage.

Of course, she only said she would take the two of them with her when they escaped, and she didn't say she would protect them. If they were really in danger, she would definitely embarrass herself by having the two of them run away alone.

The three of them sneaked out of the room and headed towards the southern exit of Lotus Heart Valley.

……

Above Lotus Heart Valley.

Liu Zaixian stared at the many figures outside the formation with an extremely ugly expression.

"Where did so many Foundation Establishment cultivators come from?"

His eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

There were eight Foundation Establishment cultivators outside the formation at this moment, including a powerful cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage. The sheer aura emanating from them made his scalp tingle.

"Senior Liu, what should we do?"

Lin Jiangchuan, standing next to him, was in an even worse state, his voice trembling as he spoke.

Originally, only Liu Zaixian, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was stationed in Lotus Heart Valley. However, due to the sudden appearance of the Yin Sha Blood Sha Formation and Blood Pool a few years ago, the six families of Qingli discussed the matter and then added another Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Two Foundation Establishment cultivators are enough to guard the Lotus Heart Valley Market. After all, the Lotus Heart Valley Market is not a large market; it is just a market mainly for Qi Refining stage cultivators.

But now, eight Foundation Establishment cultivators are leading hundreds of late-stage Qi Refining cultivators to attack.

This made Lin Jiangchuan feel chilled to the bone. He had only recently established his foundation, and this was the first mission he had received from his family after achieving this. He never expected to encounter such a desperate situation.

"Wait, wait for rescue!" Liu Zaixian said in a deep voice.

"When will the rescue arrive?" Lin Jiangchuan's face was somewhat pale.

He thought of his own family's situation. The Lin family was the royal family of the Qingli Dynasty, and their family residence was more than two thousand miles away. Even if they were traveling at high speed, it would probably take them six or seven hours to reach Lianxin Valley.

"The Lan family is closest to Lotus Heart Valley, only an hour away!"

"But the Lan family only has one Foundation Establishment cultivator!" Lin Jiangchuan's face turned even paler.

Liu Zaixian fell silent, waiting for rescue. The problem was that they had to hold out for more than three hours. If they couldn't even hold out for three hours, rescue wouldn't come at all, or even if it did, it wouldn't be of any use.

The Lan family only has one Foundation Establishment cultivator; even if they come to their rescue, it will only be a death sentence.

Liu Zaixian's only hope now is that the Thick Earth Locking Mountain Formation can hold out for three hours, so that they still have a glimmer of hope.

……

Outside the formation.

Zhang Mo, draped in a black cloak, gazed down at Lotus Heart Valley.

"My lord, everything is ready, and we can break the formation at any time!" A Foundation Establishment cultivator, also cloaked in black, flew in to report.

"No rush, give them some more time to ask for help!" Zhang Mo said calmly.

His target wasn't Lotus Heart Valley, but the Six Families of Qingli.

The Lotus Heart Valley before us is just an appetizer.

He had already devised this plan long ago. If it weren't for that idiot Mo Xuanyu exposing it before, he wouldn't have delayed taking action until now.

Since he chose to take action, it means he had made thorough preparations.

……

Inside Lotus Heart Valley.

Inside an ordinary house.

A woman with an ordinary face and petite figure stared at the corpse on the ground with a sinister expression.

"Damn it, how dare they ruin my meditation!"

The woman kicked the corpse on the ground in anger, but her expression changed slightly when she kicked off the corpse's mask.

"This is a blood puppet!"

"Damn it, it's that bastard Mo Xuanyu again!"

The woman jumped back more than ten feet like a cat with its fur standing on end, as if she had seen something terrifying.

"Wait a minute, I'm already at the Foundation Establishment stage, and the restrictions on my soul have been lifted!"

"Hmph, if I run into that bastard, I'll definitely turn him into a ghost soldier too!"

That's right, this woman is the Ghost Woman. After the soul restriction was lifted, she tried to establish her foundation. Without the aid of a Foundation Establishment Pill, she actually succeeded in establishing her foundation on her first try.

She herself found it hard to believe that her foundation building had gone so smoothly.

After successfully establishing her foundation, she came to Lotus Heart Valley, hoping to stabilize her cultivation by using the valley's spiritual veins.

She was cultivating peacefully in Lotus Heart Valley when, unexpectedly, the valley suddenly descended into chaos.

The ghost woman looked at the surging magical energy fluctuations outside, hesitated for a moment, and then her figure transformed into a phantom and silently flew into the air.

When she saw what was happening in the air, she was first shocked, and then her expression changed drastically.

"That's not Mo Xuanyu!"

"Mo Xuanyu doesn't have that many Yin soldiers and blood puppets!"

She had once served as a ghost soldier under Mo Xuanyu, so she was well aware of Mo Xuanyu's strength. Moreover, the number of ghost soldiers and blood puppets outside the formation was definitely beyond what Mo Xuanyu could possess.

"How is this going?"

The ghost woman was somewhat confused.

She then returned to her courtyard, stood in front of the house, her eyes turning dark as she gazed at the sky.

At this moment, she could see thin lines in her eyes. Everyone had many thin lines on their bodies, as if countless thin lines were connecting everyone together.

And this is the Three Yin Weaving Net.

The Three Yin Weaving Net is not an ordinary spell, but a causal supernatural power.

The three Yin lines weave a net, connecting cause and effect, using the "heart" as a medium to peek into a person's destiny and stir their soul.

Under the ghost woman's observation, she could see the connections between everyone, although she couldn't yet discern the specifics of those connections. However, this allowed her to determine that each person was related to the others.

(End of this chapter)